Chapter 4 - A Heart to Heart

Kanda always did have bad timing with walking into things. So why was he surprised that today was any different? Well, two things were what alarmed him. The first being that Lavi's eyepatch was actually off. This wasn't quite as shocking since it was common that Lavi misplaced his spares and had to hunt them down. But mixed in with the fact that Lavi was pale, shaking like a leaf, and had completely missed Kanda's entrance was what got him.

For a second Kanda simply watched Lavi walk to and fro in the kitchen in a jumbled mess with a look of disbelief before a sound caught his attention. The noise wasn't loud but was enough to catch his attention. From where he was, he could hear quiet shuffling noises, and, if he tuned into his senses more, slightly erratic and panicked breathing. So, of course, Kanda headed in that direction as soon as he realized what the sounds were.

He soon found himself in front of Lavi's bedroom and saw the door wide open. Glancing in, he saw Allen laying on the bed, shirtless and with his arm covering his eyes.

"You." Kanda growled as he stepped in. He gave Allen's chest a passing glance, taking note of the scars. "What did you do?"

Allen didn't move nor speak, seeming as if he hadn't heard Kanda.

"Oi. Moyashi!" Kanda's voice rose as he took a few threatening steps in.

Eventually, Allen did look up when he felt Kanda's presence looming over him, but he didn't look very pleased. "What do you want, demon?" He sighed. He wasn't in the mood to be pestered by the demon.

"What did you do to Lavi?" Kanda growled. "He looks terrified and I can only think of the cause being you."

Allen's stomach sank at hearing that. "I scared him…? I hadn't meant to…"

Kanda quickly lifted Allen from the bed, his hand wrapped around Allen's neck. "What did you do to him, Moyashi!?"

"Nothing!" Allen hissed, glaring at Kanda defiantly. "He just walked in on me shirtless and saw the scars. Nothing more, nothing less." His hand latched onto Kanda's wrist in a grip that would certainly bruise and was getting close to breaking the bone. "Now let go of me!"

Kanda glared at Allen for a few long seconds before dropping him on the bed. "Tch. Baka Moyashi. Why were you shirtless in the first place? And why are you still shirtless?"

Allen rolled his eyes. "It's Allen, idiot. I was changing clothes since mine had gotten wet."

Kanda sighed. "I don't think I want to know…" He muttered, walking to the door and closing it. "But I am curious. Why isn't he walking around with an eyepatch if you're here?"

"All of our clothes got wet." Allen repeated, "He was probably looking for another when he came in. But… the scars…"

Kanda quickly glanced at the scars covering Allen's chest and the few on his arms. He couldn't say he wasn't surprised by the amount. Nor could he say he wasn't surprised by how muscled Allen was, despite being so short and thin. With a shirt on, Allen looked weak but without the article of clothing, it was quite the opposite. Kanda silently questioned exactly how strong the vampire was. "That's not what I was asking."

"I don't care what you were asking." Allen retorted with a glare. "Why does he have scars from a werewolf? He shouldn't be involved in any of this!"

"So he did show you…" Kanda muttered before sighing. "I'm sure he told you what he remembers. Left the house, went for a walk, suddenly woke up in a hospital, right?"

"Yeah… A case of amnesia from trauma, I assume." Allen nodded.

"Understandable considering what he saw and how it happened."

"And… what exactly happened...?" Allen asked.

"He may not remember but I do. He was just a random kid but…" Kanda started.


The day had started simple, like any other summer day. School was out for the next few weeks and he had every intention of enjoying every moment. Though that didn't stop him from constantly sleeping in. When he would wake up, he'd eat breakfast then get cleaned up and dressed before walking to his grandfather's library a few streets away. He always loved when his grandfather would read to him. Any book, any genre. He could never hate it.

And today was no different. He'd woken up late, ate some cereal for the simplicity, got ready, and began his walk. However, that's where things began to get different.

He'd noticed that it was oddly quiet outside. There were plenty of people and cars, sure, but he couldn't hear any animals or insects. Even the cicadas had gone deadly silent. And, after a few minutes into his walk, he became aware of a sound that was far from natural just as the sounds of humans began to die down once he'd made it away from the main streets.

If he had to put a single word to the noise, it would be 'disgusting'. It was a tearing, ripping, squelching kind of noise that, even though you might never have heard it before, it would still put you on edge.

He repeatedly told himself not to go towards it, thinking most on the phrase his grandfather would constantly tell him when he got curious. 'Curiosity killed the cat' he had thought but couldn't stop his legs from moving towards the sound. As he neared an alleyway, the sounds became more disturbing and he could almost hear a loud crunching from time to time. Glancing into the alley carefully, his emerald green eyes widened and he had to cover his mouth with his small hand.

In the darkest and furthest part of the alley, he saw a large creature tearing, shredding and ripping apart what was left of a human being, the gender almost impossible to determine due to how mutilated the body was.

Not wanting to watch much longer, and realizing the monster had it's back to him, he slowly stepped back in an attempt to leave. Alas, his attempt at a silent retreat was ruined by a cat near him jumping onto a metal trashcan. He watched the monster turn to him every so slowly, blood dripping and flesh dangling from its sharpened teeth as it eyed him.

With a startled gasp, he ran his fastest from the alley and into the street. Unfortunately, he was tackled and spun around by sharp claws, and the only sensation he could feel after that was pain.


Kanda watched in disgust as the werewolf tore apart a human body. He hated werewolves, they were completely undignified as well as incompetent. They killed just because they could, and they made a mess of it. Kill any moving being, leave no survivors.

He watched monotonously as he saw a red-haired kid walking towards the creature obliviously. Kanda saw the way he froze up, tried to back away, and couldn't even do that much without being caught.

He watched the young redhead run for his life before getting tackled and clawed at. The child's scream tore at his ears and caused him to cover them. Most days, if he saw a brat being torn into, he'd shrug it off and walk away but for some unknown reason, he was unable to do that.

As soon as the child's shriek ended, he had jumped from the roof he had been watching from and pulled out his prized katana, Mugen. He came down quick and strong and stabbed the werewolf through its back and through its heart.

He kicked the corpse of the werewolf away carelessly and kneeled down to examine the child. The entire right side of his face was covered in blood, clotting his hair to his face. The blood ran down his neck where it seeped into his shirt. Remembering how humans lost blood quickly from their heads, Kanda easily understood that, already, the child was losing too much of his precious life source. So, with only a second's hesitation, he picked him up and whisked him away to the nearest hospital.


"He was unconscious for a month. When he woke up, he had no memory of the encounter and obviously still doesn't." Kanda finished his story.

Allen's eyes were wide and solely on Kanda. "You saved him… But… You're a demon. Why would you save a human?"

"I ask myself that every day and still haven't found an answer." He sighed.

"So what happened after that? How is it that you're rooming together…?" Allen asked.

"I was walking around the town when some stupid humans found me. I guess they thought I was a student at some school nearby and made me room with a random guy. Lavi didn't even hesitate to let me in. When I met him, I had already forgotten the kid completely. But I easily recognized the weird feeling that he gave me. After about a month, I saw his eye and the memory of that day came flooding back. He knows nothing of our world and I would like to keep it that way." Kanda finished his explanation with a glare aimed at Allen.

"You say that like I want him to know." Allen all too happily returned the glare.

"I've been here for over a year and he hadn't the slightest thought about our world. You come along and not even a few days later, he's getting ideas. It seems to me you're all too happy to let him in and let him know." Kanda practically growled.

"I'm not saying anything to him to give him ideas!" Allen rolled his eyes. "If anything, you're the suspicious one! You're the demon, here! What sin did you commit that sent you down to Hell? Murder? Theft?"

Kanda narrowed his eyes. "Don't go there Moyashi. But tell me, exactly how many innocent lives have you destroyed? How many people have you killed since becoming the monster that you are?"

This time, it was Allen's turn for his eyes to narrow. "I could say the same for you. You're no better than I am, if not worse."

"Shut up you damn Moyashi!" Kanda shouted, unsheathing Mugen.

"Only after you, BaKanda!" Allen shouted and shot up from his spot.

"What the fuck did you just call me?!"

"What, are you dea-"

Their argument was interrupted by a few timid knocks. "Uh, guys? Are you okay…?" Lavi asked through the door.

Kanda turned a quick glance to the door. "Go away Baka Usagi!"

"We're fine, Lavi." Allen said keeping his glare on Kanda.

"I don't think you are…" Lavi replied nervously.

"Really Lavi. We're fine. We'll be out in a minute." Allen said, making it sound as if he were smiling.

"Oh… okay… can you find an eyepatch when you come out?" Lavi asked awkwardly.

Kanda sighed, sheathing Mugen. "I'll get one since I know where they are."

"Thanks…" Lavi sighed gratefully and shifted his weight.

Kanda glared one last time at Allen before walking over to the dresser and opening a shelf. He grabbed a random eyepatch and walked to the door, handing it to Lavi. "Here."

"Thanks." Lavi repeated and turned around, quickly tying the eyepatch together to fit his head comfortably.

"Is the coffee ready?" Allen asked, pulling his shirt on over his head after speaking.

"Er… kind of?" Lavi asked rather than confirmed. "I kept on knocking over cups an' stuff so I just gave up. It's brewed, though." His hands smarted a little as a reminder of his screw ups and he smiled innocently.

Allen adjusted his shirt a bit with a chuckle. "I'll be out to help in a second, alright?"

"Yeah, sure." Lavi nodded and walked away, choosing to ignore how Kanda gave him an odd look.

Allen turned to Kanda with a straight face. "Can we make a deal here?"

"What kind of deal?" Kanda grunted and gave Allen a cautious look.

"Easy. We try not to fight - at the least, try not to kill each other - in front of Lavi and obviously protect him from our world. When he isn't around then we can hate each other and try to kill each other to our heart's content. When he is around, we at least try to pretend we tolerate each other. Agreed?" Allen asked with a light smirk, the tip of a fang poking out.

"... Fine, but if you so much as think about taking one drop of blood from him, I personally guarantee your head will be detached from your body." Kanda threatened.

"Alright. And I hope you know, if you ever truly harm him, the same will happen to you." Allen said with a sickeningly sweet smile.

"Deal." Kanda glared one final time before he walked out of the room.

With a gentle sigh, Allen walked out of the room and to the kitchen, pouring a mug of coffee for Lavi and Kanda. He walked into the living room with the mugs and smiled at Lavi. "You look good with your hair down."

"Thanks!" Lavi grinned, looking more at ease than he sounded earlier now that they'd stopped arguing. "That's my only good headband right now and I didn't feel like hunting down another one."

"How many headbands do you have...?" Allen asked warily as he handed out the coffee and sat on the couch.

"Too many to count." Lavi gratefully took the coffee and sat down. Kanda took his cup with a grimace.

"Why do you need so many?" Allen chuckled.

"For variation… and also because I misplace them a lot." Lavi nodded.

"I understand one or two, maybe three. But more than you can count? I don't understand that." Allen stated, shaking his head slightly.

Lavi shrugged and chuckled. "I'm kidding. I can count them, of course, but there's still plenty."

"Still. Most people only have one or two if any." Allen rolled his eyes. "Whatever. You be your own special little self."

"I am special!" Lavi snickered. "You know you love me and my specialness~"

Allen rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you're special alright. Special Ed…"Allen smirked lightly.

"Hey~" Lavi whined and his smirk dropped to a childish pout. "If I'm Special Ed then what are you?"

"A special kind of special~" Allen smiled.

"Tch. More like a dumbass." Kanda muttered, earning a glare.

Lavi laughed and quickly spoke before another argument could break out. "I guess we're all special~"

"In many different ways." Allen chuckled.

"Some more than others." Kanda gave Allen a look at that.

Allen smiled. "You're so kind~"

"Don't get me wrong, it wasn't a compliment." Kanda rolled his eyes.

"You're so mean, BaKanda~" Allen pouted.

"What did you just call me, Baka Moyashi?"

Allen tilted his head, smiling kindly. "Ba~ Kan~ da~" He sounded out slowly.

Lavi couldn't lie, he felt a little unnerved at the creepiness. However, if Kanda shared the same sentiments, he certainly didn't show it.

"Ready to die, Mo-Ya-Shi?" Kanda threatened and stood up.

"After you, Ba-Kan-Da." Allen said as he stood, instantly forgetting their earlier deal. Without any warning, Allen's face had gone dark as he sent a murderous glare at Kanda. "I haven't had a good fight in years… Try to make it interesting will you~"

"Hey, hey, so about entertainment!" Lavi quickly hopped up, standing between the two. "... Wait… am I taller than both of you?" He asked and looked back and forth in wonder.

Allen glanced at Lavi, his glare vanishing with a single blink. "...Holy shit… He's a giant…" He muttered under his breath before speaking low enough that Lavi couldn't hear him but Kanda could. "Are we sure he isn't part of our world…?"

"I'm pretty sure…" Kanda returned and glared half-heartedly at Lavi as if he was pouting. Or, that's how Lavi took it, causing said person to burst into laughter.

Allen raised an eyebrow at Lavi before thinking for a moment. "Damn it! Now I feel even shorter!" Allen pouted. "This so isn't fair…"

"Don't worry, you'll get there one day~~ Maybe~" Lavi cackled. "Aww, is Yu upset?~"

Allen glanced at Kanda and realized just how much it looked like he was pouting. Unable to contain it, he burst out laughing. Much like Lavi had.

"Shut up!" Kanda growled, glaring at the two of them. Unable to handle the hilarity of the situation, Lavi ended up laughing again and clung to his cup of coffee as his life support.

Slowly, Allen's laughter receded before he glanced at Lavi. "Hey, don't spill your coffee. It's still pretty hot and would burn pretty bad."

Unfortunately, Allen seemed to be a second too late and the coffee splashed over the edge of the mug, and right onto Lavi's hands.

"Ow ow ow ow!" Lavi shrieked and fumbled with his hands before he finally had the sense to set the cup down instead of dropping it like he almost did.

In an instant, Allen was next to Lavi and holding his hand, checking the burn. "It doesn't seem too bad…" Allen looked up at Lavi and smiled. "It's nothing. So quit complaining like a six-year-old or else I'll treat you like one."

Lavi huffed. "Well sorry for being startled. Burns hurt more than normal injuries, anyway." He pouted and wiped off his hands with a napkin.

Allen chuckled. "Well if it still hurts, I can fix that you little baby." Allen smirked, ignoring Kanda's glare on the back of his head.

Lavi rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Sure~ Kiss it better, mommy~" He said jokingly.

Allen shrugged. "Well if that's what you want." He said with a slight smirk before softly kissing Lavi's hand and the burn for a short few seconds. "Better?" He asked with a kind smile and closed eyes, his smile seeming genuine.

"S… seriously?" Lavi cleared his throat, blushing some in embarrassment. "I didn't mean it…" he laughed, "But yeah, it actually does feel better!"

Allen moved back to back to his seat and made himself comfortable. "Good. Now stop acting like a baby over some little burn." Allen chuckled lightly.


Pyro: Ending it on a bit of fluff~ Cause why not, right? Sadly, we didn't have anything stupid or funny so there really aren't any outtakes. But ya know, we still fuck up words. A lot. So if you see any mess ups, can you let us know? I'm too lazy to read over this chapter and I need to work on other things.

Exo: Why do our fuck-ups always end on the number 13? O3o How weird….

Pyro: Lucky number 13? I dunno. Anyways, leave your thoughts in a review and let us know. But you don't always have to review, just a fav or follow is fine with us. Cya guys in the next chapter!


How do Words/ 'Can't Fuckin Phrase' Counter: 13 (After Edits: 22)


Outtake(s):


Kanda quickly glanced at the scars covering Allen's chest and the few on his arms. He couldn't say he wasn't surprised by the amount. Nor could he say he wasn't surprised by-

Pyro: How do I phrase without making it weird and having yullen XD

Exo: Lol

Pyro: Like, I want Allen to have muscles but I don't want Kanda to be like "Dayum~ He be fine~!"